n he told him of the mill, and finally that he had with him $100,000
in bullion, the result of the first month's run of the mill; had fixed
matters so that the mill would be running right along, and that there was
ore enough in the stopes to insure steady crushing for at least four or
five years to come.

"And what now?" asked Jack.

"Now your work must come in," said Sedgwick. "You and your wife must go
to England as soon as Tom is a little better. In your own way, make
arrangements to have announced, so that Hamlin, Jenvie and Stetson will
see it, that there is a good deal of movement in 'The Wedge of Gold';
have substantially the same report, only differently worded, as that
contained in the prospectus which you were caught on; let it be known
through what brokers the stock is being handled, and have copies of the
reports in their hands, only fix the price at L1 per share. If the old
men please to buy, let them have some of the stock. If they do not, we
will try to make them sorry that they did not buy when they could. By the
way, have you still your hand on Emanuel, and can you depend upon him?"

"I think I can," said Jack.

"Well, then," said Sedgwick, "if no news of the mill has been received in
England, and the conspirators think you are merely trying to unload some
of your stock on the old report, may be if they can be handled right,
they may be induced to sell some of the stock short. If they can, perhaps
we can get back some of the money from them."

"I understand," said Jack, "and I believe I can work it."

"Especially if, when I get to England with the bullion, we can call a
meeting and declare a dividend," said Sedgwick.

"I see," said Browning. "But, old boy, I wish you had let me help you
work this thing out. I do, by Jove."

Just then Grace and Rose came out on the veranda, where the old friends
were talking.

Rose bent over and put her arms around Jack's neck, and said: "Dear old
Jack, do you know what day this is?"

"Why, little one?" asked Jack.

"O, you stupid!" said Rose.

"What is to-day?" asked Sedgwick.

"Another stupid!" said Rose. "Two beautiful and accomplished ladies go to
church and give respectability to two of the wild tribe of the West, by
marrying them, and they forget it in a little year."

"It was this day year, on my soul," said Jack. "It was, by Jove."

"Come here, sweet," said Sedgwick to Grace. Then taking her in his arms
he kissed her, and said: "My days have bee